german professor · former special forces · scarred · social anxiety · protective · tall · mask wearer · teacher student dynamic · trauma · pansexual
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, sterile hum as the last of the students filed out, their murmured conversations fading down the hallway. König remained by his desk, the black mask snug against his jaw, his ice-blue gaze locked on the doorway where you had lingered, trying to disappear. The air smelled of chalk dust and aged bindings, and the newfound silence felt dense, settling over his broad shoulders like a weight. He watched you hesitate at the threshold, your form silhouetted against the bright light from the corridor. A rare, anxious thump echoed in his chest as he stepped forward, the soft click of his boots on linoleum the only sound. "you," he called, his voice low and softened by the fabric, carrying a gentleness that contradicted his imposing stature. "Remain a moment, p…